Moving Out Whilst Moving On
If you had known me during my pre-college years, you wouldn’t think that I’d be anxious about leaving New Jersey. I’ve been bitching and moaning about how horrendous the Garden State is ever since I was in fifth grade, and my mother loves to tell her friends about how I would always go on and on on tangents about how much I hated the local school district when I was probably too young to even be saying things like that in the first place.
I spent most of my high school years in the same mindset as well, but now that the day is finally here, I can’t help but feel anxious and sad. While I can say that New Jersey is the “asshole of the United States” without any reservations, I value the security that comes with living there because I am so familiar with it as a whole. I’m not someone who likes large amounts of transition, so I think that this move might be a bit much to deal with. Despite it all, these parts of life are those that, before they actually happen, you can’t say anything much besides: Well, we shall see. I don’t know what to expect, but at this point I can only hope it will be worthwhile.
Nothing worthwhile in terms of movies to update about. Hopefully that will change this week when I lure someone into seeing Vicky Christina Barcelona with me.
I think my mindset is pretty much completely the reverse of yours. For months, I’d been dreading to leave Charlottesville – I honestly think it’s one of the best places in the US. I didn’t really understand why everyone was so anxious to leave and start their lives over.
But now, I really haven’t had any trouble looking back. I’ll miss everything I built up back in Virgiina and all the connections and friendships I made – but I’m trying to think of New York not as a replacement for my old life, but something that has the potential to be even better.
And good, I’d been worried I wouldn’t be able to make New Jersey jokes around you
Michael Strickland
August 24, 2008 at 1:32 am
Dear Thomas,
There were no major catastrophies today in the Library. Kerri, however, was convinced we don’t have any powertools (I needed to drill something into the wall-the screwdriver worked just fine…) and I am determined to construct a home-made laminator out of your favorite industrial tape dispenser, the cutter thing that looks like it can take someones arm off, and my own sheer genius. Wish me luck! Hope your having fun in college. I have some good news for you. I’ll email you later!!!
Emily
Emily
August 27, 2008 at 12:38 am